My heart is heavy. You remain in my head

Wishing you were you were lying here in my bed

We didn't meet by chance. We met by fate

Deep down you are my true soul mate

I'd give anything for one sweet kiss

Your sweet love is what I truly miss

I want a life with you. It is where I want to be

Spending calm nights with you holding me

I sit here wanting that so bad

Thinking of a love I once had

Never giving up. The heart remains true

It will never stop beating for you

I was sitting thinking a few days ago and was curious to know why do you post? Is it because you want to show off your body to the world, is it because it's liberating, is it because it's fun. There could be a lot of different reasons.
When I started this I just decided to post a photo and see what would happen. I honestly thought I'd get comments such as "Get off of here. You have no business being here. You are not built perfect. Your boobs are disgusting." The thing is I didn't get those comments, and then it encouraged me to post more. For some time I did take face shots of myself off of here, but decided to put a few back on. I took them off because I was afraid what if someone I know finds me on here and then I think I'm almost 40. I think I have the right to do what I want and besides I don't think my photos are that racy. I'm happy with who I am and I don't think I should feel ashamed for it.
Thank you all for comments you have made on my photos in the past-the respectable ones. I really appreciate it, and it has made me to become a more confident woman.

I am sitting in the waiting room for my six thirty appointment. I glance nervously at the clock and lightly tap my foot on the floor.

I am waiting to see my therapist. I've been seeing him for almost six months now. I am a thirty five year old woman, but I've been keeping a secret that is a little embarrassing for someone my age. I am a virgin. I have never had intercourse. I've come close, but it never happened because of my fear. I just didn't know what it was, and I want to find out.

I'm no prude. I think sex is fascinating. I've read stories, watched porn-although it never really did anything for me. I've watched videos on love making, and even tried to write stories about it, though I have miserably failed. I've master bated plenty of times with the help of my hand and a vibrator, and felt that sweet release, but I never felt it from a man, and I was starting to feel lonely. I sit there and think as the door opens. He walks out, sees me and calls my name. I get up and walk into his office.

He was not a bad looking man. I was starting to have these weird feelings every time we met. He was about 45, my height, blond hair and soft blue eyes that could become very intense when we were in deep conversation. He had a soft voice that put me at ease right away, but it was also sexy and it turned me on. I was glad he never noticed or I would die of embarrassment.

"How are you today?" He asks as I sit down on the couch.

"I'm okay. A little restless." I admit.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Anything about what we talked about last week?"

I sit there and think for a moment. I had forgotten about last week. I had told him about my "problem" before our session had ended.

I nod slightly feeling my face become flushed. He smiles at me.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm here to help."

I feel at ease as I begin to ramble and lie back on the couch. He listens intently as I tell him everything. I then tell him about the thought of sex turns me on and I have to release it. He leans forward. His eyes are on me, and I feel I'm on stage with an audience watching me.

"How do you release it? What do you do?"

"I touch myself." I tell him nervously.

"Can you show me where?"

I sigh, and point down to my crotch. He stares, clears his throat and continues.

"Look I will understand if you don't want to, but if you want my help I need to see exactly what you do to get yourself to that point."

I sit there for a moment and take a deep breath. Our session was confidential and what happened in this room stayed in this room, and deep down I trusted that.

I take my hand and reach down to my pelvis. It travels further and I begin rubbing myself through my jeans. I can feel the sensation on my clit as I tilt my head back an moan. I don't notice as he inches closer and I feel his mouth on mine. I close my eyes as he kisses me lightly at first, then the kiss deepens. He pulls away and takes my face in my hands.

"This isn't normal. A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be doing this. You need to feel that release from a man."

He begins to take off my shirt. I was in a way glad I wore my red lace bra as it is exposed. He then unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off to reveal the matching panties. He stares at me.

"God, you are so beautiful."

His lips are on mine again and I am kissing him back. The moment is intense as if a lifetime of desire was being unleashed at that moment.

He unhooks my bra and my breasts are exposed. He gently traces them with his lips and I can feel myself become wet. I moan as he begins to suck on them. His lips travel to my stomach. Soft light kisses and I was getting more aroused by the moment. I sigh as he moves closer to my mound as he removes my panties. I am now naked and exposed. The first time, and I didn't know what to feel, what to think, but it was happening, and I was living in the moment.

He kisses further down my thigh and to my mound again. His tongue traces me further and I cry out as he begins to suck on my clit. Softly, but steady. I never felt anything like it before. Even my vibrator didn't feel this good. At times it was hard and cold, but his mouth was soft and warm and he knew how to use it. I lift my hips off the couch wanting more. He grabs my hips and keeps sucking on me. I cry out again as I feel myself come. He kisses me again and begins to undress. It doesn't take long before he is naked. I stare at him. I become nervous again when I notice how well endowed he is. He notices my reluctance but kisses me again.

"Relax, everything will be ok. I'll go nice and slow."

He takes my face and kisses me again. I scoot forward and he lies on top of me. He stares in my eyes and I can't help feeling that there was something special about this moment. I take a deep breath and he asks.

"Are you ready?"

I nod as he lowers his mouth on mine and gently takes my lip into his mouth. He bites down as he enters me for the first time and I whimper. He inches himself further in me and I moan. He makes love to me. Sweet and gentle love. I had never felt anything so wonderful in my life. I didn't want the moment to end as I wrap my legs around him.

"Are you alright?" He asks concerned as he stares deep in my eyes. It was his blue on my hazel, and nothing calmed me more.

"I'm good." I tell him as his thrusts become a little more insestant. The sensation becomes more intense and I meet his thrusts until I can't take it and climax. I hear him moan and I feel something warm enter my body for the first time and I cry out. His mouth is on mine again as he kisses my trembling lips. The moment had ended. A moment that I was nervous about was done and it was exhilarating.

He takes me and holds me on the couch and kisses me reassuring me that what happened between us was right.

"If you don't want to meet after this next week I will completely understand."

I reach up and kiss his sweet lips giving him an answer.

We make love again until it is time for me to leave-tomorrow morning. I was his last appointment for the day.

His eyes meet mine
I feel tingles up my spine
Lips explore my flesh
Making me calm. He takes away my stress
He finds me hitting that spot
My body goes from cold to extremely hot
Hips rise as I clutch the sheets
He wants more. My nectar's so sweet
I let go. My body begins to shake
I keep throbbing like a mini earthquake
His lips are on mine. They calm me and reassure
He finally pushes me back on the bed, wanting more

"Let go." He tells me.
"I can't."
He looks at me intently. I want to avoid his gaze, but instead I stare into his eyes.
"Why not? It's easy."
He takes my face in his hands and holds it. He moves in and his lips are inches away from mine. Anticipation rises. My heart is pounding My nerves are on edge. He sense this and smiles. My reaction is to hit him. Not because I was a violent person, but because he knew me to damn well. Finally a tense moment becomes a moment of passion as he closes in and his lips are on mine. A long, sensual kiss that leaves me breathless.
He leads me to the bed and gently lays me down. He shifts his weight on top of me, and we kiss again His lips travel to my face, my lips, and my neck. I close my eyes and sigh.
He lifts me up and takes my shirt off over my head. My bra comes undone and I can feel his mouth on my breasts. I moan softly. He takes off his shirt and moves back on top of me. Lips on lips. Skin on skin. His hands touch me. They get down to my pants as he unbuttons, and pulls them off. Being caught up in the moment I do the same to him. Once again he is back on top of me, and I can feel him against me. His hands and mouth wander and explore. I moan with delight.
He pulls me close and gently eases himself in me and we become one once again. Our movements are slow and steady to passionate and erotic. A cry of pleasure escapes from me as I finally let myself go.

A Storm Of Pleasure
It is a stormy night. A warm breeze is in the air. I get out of the car and I shiver. It wasn't because I was cold. It was from the excitement that was going to happen next.
In a few short minutes I was going to see him. Him, who I've been waiting to see for years, and now I was going to be back in his arms even if it was just for a short few sweet hours.
I walk down the long hallway to his room. I stop, take a deep breath, check the room number again, and finally I knock on the door. After what seems like an eternity, the door finally opens. We both look at one another, both shocked that we were finally together again. Without warning I don't hesitate as I throw my arms around him and begin to kiss him. He, at first is a little hesitant, but it doesn't take him long to get into the mood. We continue to kiss as we lead each other to the bed. We both fall on it and he lays on top of me. We begin to kiss again, and hold one another. His lips travel to my face, and then my neck. I sigh getting into the moment. His hands work their way to my top as he lifts it over my head. Within seconds my bra is gone, and he gently places his mouth on my breast, kissing, nibbling, and sucking, and all I can do is moan with pleasure. A voice in my head is telling me to stop, but it felt to good, and so I continue to let him have his way with me. He was turning my knees to water and he knew it. He finally stops as his lips travel down my stomach. He finally unbuttons my pants and gently takes them off leaving me in my panties, which aren't on for long. I try to protest,but his tongue is searching me. I cry out with pleasure as I feel the warm sensation of him licking and sucking. He finds that spot and zones in on it as I squirm and moan. He continues to lick and suck and finally I am in heaven. I moan with pleasure not wanting the sensation to end. It doesn't as he goes down on me again, and within seconds I'm coming again, lifting my hips, my hands clutching the sheet.
I can't take it anymore as I finally attack him and rip his shirt off. Now it was my turn to make him quiver with excitement. I unzip his pants and he is finally standing there nude in front of me. I grab him and he is rock hard. I pull him close to me and begin to stroke him gently. He moans softly in my ear, and begins to nibble on it. My strokes become longer and faster, and finally I kneel down and slowly put my mouth around him licking and sucking, and just plain teasing him, driving him insane, in a good way. He is so close, but holds back. He takes me and throws me on the bed. He lays on top of me and we begin to kiss passionately. We are all over one another and finally I feel him inside me. I gasp, suprised that it's finally happening, but moan with pleasure because it felt so damn good. He continues to kiss my lips, my neck, worshiping my body. Finally we both can't take it as we both get off. Lightning strikes and thunder rumbles making it more intense. We finally come down from the experience, and hold each other. He looks at me and says "Hello." I realize that we never really greeted one another and become slightly embarassed. "Hi" I say back, and without hesitation his lips are on mine again.

A look, a glance.
A question, a request.
Denial, persuasion.
An answer yes.
Two strangers with different lives.
Meet together for two summer nights.
Dinner, and talking.
Holding hands and walking.
To end this night of wonderful bliss.
With a perfect goodnight kiss.
Another night of togetherness.
Another request, this time a yes.
Talking, kissing, and laughing.
Another night filled with passion.
A sad goodbye.
No tears, don’t cry.
They both took a chance
for a summer romance.

Eyes upon eyes.

Lips upon lips.

Arms intertwine. I'm tangled in you.

My heart skips a beat. You feel it. You take me in your arms, and all is well.

I'm afraid. You take the fear away.

You make me feel wanted. Needed.

You hold me. You touch me. You search me.

I'm ready. Your ready.

We are curious to know where it will lead.

Now we have a need. A need to be together. A need to take this all to a different level.

Find a way. Find a way, you tell me.

Searching. Thinking. I'll find a way. I'll find a way. Into your arms I'll find a way.

Trapped

I am trapped in a web.

I cannot get out.

It is a web you have spun.

I try to get away, but always fail.

You got this hold on me, and I can't let go.

I try and try to get you out of my head.

It is difficult because I'm stuck in your web.

I want to be released, but I keep coming back.

Please let me go. Unravel your web.

A web of urge.

A web of need.

A web of lust.

Unravel it and please let me go. Please let me go.

He thought of her. She thought of him.
He reaches for her, but she isn't there.
Two lonely souls passing through the night.
What they were feeling never felt so right.
He was with one. She was with another.
Feelings are fought, for they wanted to be with each other.
The only thing they can do is remain friends.
But the feelings of wanting one another never really ends.
She is haunting him. He is on her mind.
Two lonely souls looking for something they thought they would never find.
A friendship, a desire that bloomed from the start.
But these lonely souls had other commitments that were keeping them apart